General's husband of His Royal Highness

After three months, from late autumn to late winter, Han Yubai finally returned to Beijing.

Shengjing City in the north has been covered with silver.

Xuanyuan Luoran stood on the tower and waited for Han Yubai early in the morning.

There is heavy snow falling in the sky.

Looking as far as the eye can see, the world is vast.

He wears a hooded cloak made of white tiger skin. His whole body is plain white, which is completely in harmony with the world.

Under the hat was a fair and delicate face, and his eyes were clear and crystal clear, like the god of wind and snow who had descended into the world.

There was the sound of horseshoes in the distance, and gradually Han Yubai and a group of soldiers appeared in the wind and snow.

Xuanyuan Luoran could only see the figure of one person, and everything else faded away.

In his eyes, that person is more dazzling than the sun.

He saw the man smiling slightly at him, and the icy and snowy place suddenly warmed up.

Han Yubai saw the figure on the tower from a distance, and a gentle smile slowly appeared on Binghan's face.

Until the bottom of the city tower, his gaze never left Xuanyuan Luoran for a moment.

Xuanyuan Luoran saw that he had reached the bottom of the city, so he used his lightness kung fu and jumped down from the tower.

Han Yubai let go of the rein and opened his arms to catch him firmly.

The two hugged each other for a long time without saying a word.

Not seeing each other for a day is like three autumns, and this hug seems like a lifetime.

"Miss me?" Han Yubai lightly rubbed Xuanyuan Luoran's side face with his chin.

Xuanyuan Luoran said firmly: "I don't want to."

"The last general misses His Highness so much that his heart breaks." Han Yubai whispered softly.

Xuanyuan Luoran annoyed lightly, "Smart words."

The soldiers who followed Han Yubai were used to seeing this scene, and they all pretended that they didn't know anything.

On the contrary, Shen Wenxiu, who followed Han Yubai back to Beijing, was very surprised.

Whether it's the rumors, or his getting along with Han Yubai these days, he feels that Han Yubai is a cold-blooded general.

Looking at it now, how can he look like a young man in love, extremely romantic, gentle and ridiculous.

It's not easy to talk about lovesickness under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Han Yubai hugged Xuanyuan Luoran and turned around, wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled the reins with the other, and the two of them rode to the palace together.

A new story soon spread in the capital.

The wayward His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ran to play on the tower, accidentally fell, and happened to be rescued by General Han who was returning to Beijing.

General Han's prestige spread far and wide again, and His Royal Highness's willfulness and incompetence were once again magnified.

Han Yubai went straight to the palace to report the situation to Emperor Chenxuan.

During this patrol, he found many serious problems.

Emperor Chenxuan summoned Han Yubai in the imperial study.

Xuanyuan Luoran sat obediently by the side, shaking his feet, listening to his father and Han Yubai discuss military affairs.

"Southern Xinjiang frequently provokes troubles at the border. I'm afraid there must be a war between Daxia and Southern Xinjiang." Han Yubai looked at Emperor Chenxuan seriously.

Emperor Chenxuan also had a serious expression on his face, "The new emperor of Nanjiang has ascended the throne. He is very ambitious. He has disturbed our country's borders many times when he was still a prince. It's just that his father doesn't want to fight. Now no one can stop him."

Daxia's national strength is greater than that of Nanjiang, and Daxia still has Han Yubai, the god of war, so he is not afraid of going to war with Nanjiang.

However, Daxia is located between the northern border and the southern border, and it is almost the enemy.

Moreover, there are many miasma and poisonous insects in southern Xinjiang, and the soldiers of Daxia could not adapt at all.

Southern Xinjiang is located in a barren land, even if it is conquered, it will be difficult to rule, and there will be no benefits.

So once a war starts, it will be a big loss for Da Xia, no matter whether he wins or loses.

Therefore, although the southern border of Daxia has been frequently harassed by southern Xinjiang for many years, it has tried its best to endure and refuse to go to war.

But now it seems that a big war is inevitable.

"If there is a war, the northern border will definitely take advantage of the situation." Emperor Chenxuan sighed deeply.

Han Yubai's eyes were dark, "Then the northern border will be wiped out." This has been his wish for many years, to wipe out the northern border and avenge his father.

Emperor Chenxuan said in a deep voice: "General Han, let's deploy the military."

"The final general will definitely live up to the Holy Majesty's mission." Han Yubai cupped his fists.

For a time, the harmony between the monarch and his subjects returned to the past.

In the face of the fate of the country, the personal grievances between the monarch and his ministers can only be put aside first.

"General Han is back from a long journey, let's go back and have a good rest." After the discussion, Emperor Chenxuan asked Han Yubai to step down.

Han Yubai made a request, "Since we are going to prepare for war, I will ask the Holy Majesty to restore Chen Yue's official position."

Emperor Chenxuan frowned slightly, but finally nodded in response.

Chen Yue didn't do anything wrong.

His goal of establishing prestige has been achieved, and it is not easy to offend Han Yubai to death at this time.

"Then the general will resign first."

"My son is also leaving." Seeing Han Yubai leaving, Xuanyuan Luoran hurriedly stood up and bowed to Emperor Chenxuan to leave.

Emperor Chenxuan was disturbed by important military and political affairs, and didn't bother to care about the little affair between Xuanyuan Luoran and Han Yubai for a while, so he waved him to retreat.

Xuanyuan Luoran happily ran out to chase Han Yubai.

He didn't want to meet Han Yubai's smiling face as soon as he went out.

"Are you waiting for me?" Xuanyuan Luoran laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

"Your Highness, do you want to follow the general to the barracks?" Han Yubai took his hand.

"Cough!" Emperor Chenxuan coughed heavily when he heard the two of them were tired and crooked at the door.

Xuanyuan Luoran lowered his voice and pushed Han Yubai, "Let's go quickly."

Han Yubai glanced at the door, guessing in his heart what Emperor Chenxuan's attitude was.

Is it because I need him to go to the battlefield temporarily, so I use the prince to thank him?

Han Yubai brought Xuanyuan Luoran and Shen Wenxiu, the military adviser he brought back from southern Xinjiang, to the capital camp.

Xuanyuan Luoran's mind was always on Han Yubai.

It wasn't until he reached the barracks that he had the time to look at the man whom Han Yubai praised so much in his letter.

The man was in his early twenties, wearing a long blue cloth gown. He was thin and tall, about two or three centimeters taller than Xuanyuan Luoran, and half a head lower than Han Yubai. His hair was pulled up with a lun scarf of the same color, looking clean and simple.

His skin is extremely fair, a rare fairness in Daxia, his figure is slender like that of a Jiangnan person, but his facial features are unique to the north, and his coarse clothes can't hide the nobility on his face.

When Xuanyuan Luoran looked at Shen Wenxiu, he happened to meet his gaze.

Xuanyuan Luoran looked into his eyes, a pair of bottomless eyes revealed a sharp light, which was extremely contradictory to his gentle appearance.

Han Yubai praised others in the letter. Although he didn't like it in his heart, he didn't have much prejudice against this person. But when he saw himself, he felt a sense of disgust in his heart, and felt that this person was not sincere.

"I don't like him." He turned to Han Yubai and blurted out.He always has something to say.

Han Yubai was a little helpless, what's wrong with His Highness the Crown Prince?Leaning close to his ear, "Your Highness only needs to like the last general."

Xuanyuan Luoran's ears burned slightly, "You can only like me." After speaking, he realized that this was the first time he had discussed with Han Yubai whether he likes it or not.His heart beat violently involuntarily, and there was something from the bottom of his heart that wanted to break through the barriers and come to the world.

Brothers naturally like each other, Xuanyuan Luoran tried his best to convince himself.In his subconscious, he was still afraid.

When Shen Wenxiu heard Xuanyuan Luoran's words, a slight sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In his life, he hated this kind of high-ranking, arrogant, and grandson nobles who did whatever they wanted. One day, he would trample these people under his feet.

This kind of dude has the nerve to say that he doesn't like him, he really doesn't know what it means.

Xuanyuan Luoran met Shen Wenxiu's gloomy gaze, and couldn't help but get chills down his spine, and his delicate brows furrowed.

"Everyone go to rest, we will be busy starting tomorrow," Han Yubai ordered.

Han Yubai kissed Xuanyuan Luoran's face, "Go back and wash up first, and I'll go back to you after I have something to do."

Xuanyuan Luoran hurriedly said, "I want to be with you."

Han Yubai patted Xuanyuan Luoran's head to coax him, "Good boy, I will be distracted when you are around."

If His Highness the Crown Prince's beauty is always in front of his eyes to confuse people, how can he concentrate on his business?

"Okay, hurry up then." Xuanyuan Luoran reluctantly agreed.

Three months apart, now he can't wait to be with Han Yubai all the time.

"Where is this water going?" Shen Wenxiu stopped two soldiers carrying water.

"Return to the military division, this is for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." The two soldiers replied respectfully.

When Han Yubai returned to the camp, he announced Shen Wenxiu as the military advisor of the Han family army.

The right of military division is only under the general.

"Isn't the military camp a rule that you can't take a hot bath?" Shen Wenxiu said coolly.

"This, this, is His Royal Highness." The two soldiers were a little embarrassed.The soldiers of their Kyoto camp had acquiesced that His Royal Highness was different from others.